


step not on a single crack, tossing salt behind your back.
so keep me awake
so.victory screeches + (slightly?) teary farewells + hugs + 305 photos = emotional trainwreck.
which pretty much summed up yesterday.
i know if i were an old girl i would kinda be sick of this school already, but well, since im not, it was a pretty sad occasion knowing that yesterday was the last official day in school. seeing the mep room all locked up, the choir room so empty, and all the "condemned" items lining the corridors was really heart-jerking. i've spent half my secondary school life in the first 2 rooms, i cant even imagine going anywhere else for lessons and choir ! and all the teachers leaving just downright SUCKS. i hereby proclaim that Ms Nair is my favourite teacher and i only realised it this year and now she's leaving too. along with other really great teachers like Ms Tan and, dare i say it, Mr Cher. and we didnt even get to give Mr Cher a proper farewell, which i absolutely whole-heartedly regret.
no use regreting anything now, guess i'll just have to treasure whatever and whoever is unfortunate enough to be part of my life, even if it means trying to accept Sherwood as a teacher.
on a hopefully lighter note, guess who's wearing contacts ?
even though they're only temporary (and daily contacts) just so i can get used to them, it's still kinda cool :D love the fact that my vision is sharp again without my having to constantly push my glasses up my nose. but it took like half an hour before successfully jabbing in the 2 damn lenses, resulting in a literally tearful but relieved Chai.
now. to get them out. hmm.
